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【How strong is Olympic security?】
In the Great Ming Plane, during the Jiajing era, Zhu Houcong sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, his gaze fixed on the Sky Screen in the distance, a faint sense of regret welling up in his heart. His thoughts drifted back to that harrowing incident—the time sixteen palace maids had nearly strangled him to death. The terrifying scene still felt vivid, as if it were happening right before his eyes, sending a shiver down his spine. Whenever he recalled that unbearable memory, a thin layer of cold sweat would dampen his forehead, and his eyes would betray a hint of irrepressible fear.
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